In the twilight's fleeting glow, I stand alone,
A specter cast upon the cobblestone,
Dreaming of a love profound and vast,
Yet bound by shadows of a broken past.
I ache for someone to unveil my core,
To love the depths I've hidden, and adore,
But every step toward this sacred quest,
Leaves my heart undone, my soul distressed.
I stammer, falter, choke on words unsaid,
My hopes unravel, leave my spirit dead,
Each time I reach, I find the void instead,
A labyrinth of fears where dreams have bled.
Beneath the midnight sky, the stars ignite,
They whisper secrets of a love so bright,
Yet here I stand, my heart a distant plea,
An exile yearning for a galaxy.
I crave a union beyond mere flesh and bone,
A bond that feels as if it's always known,
A cosmic waltz where souls collide and blend,
A love that spans the cosmos, without end.
But in my striving, I am lost, undone,
Each misstep casts me further from the sun,
The echoes of my failures howl and rise,
A symphony of sorrows, endless sighs.
If I could strip away this fear and pain,
Reveal my truth, my chaos, and my shame,
Perhaps someone would glimpse the light I hide,
And in their gaze, my spirit could reside.
Yet now I linger, phantom on the stone,
As twilight fades and darkness claims its throne,
I long to be a someone, not a shade,
To share a love where interstellar dreams are made.
But here I dwell, ensnared in silent cries,
Beneath the vast expanse of empty skies,
A heart that beats with hope yet undisclosed,
A soul that aches for love it never knows.
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